Hanging up the phone, Bai Jinyi's heart suddenly swelled with sadness, he leaned on the side of the sports car and took out a cigarette from his pocket.

lit it, took a sharp breath, in the smoke, Bai Jinyi's eyebrows were tightly locked, his dark eyes were staring at the blue starlight on the cigarette butt, and the softness in his heart had been put away, only a vicious heart.

After smoking a few cigarettes, Bai Jinyi straightened out his thoughts, turned around and returned to the car, started the engine, and the sports car disappeared into the night.

Back at the hotel, Jura lay in collapse on the familiar bed.

Take off your clothes, get under the covers, turn off your phone, and ignore anyone.

She doesn't want anything right now, and the only signal in her head is: sleep.

Jura lay down under the covers and fell asleep after a while.

When Jura woke up, it was late in the evening, she rubbed her sleepy eyes, lifted the covers, and approached the bathroom.

I thought I could sleep again, but Jura suddenly didn't feel sleepy.

Her right eyelid kept jumping, and Jura muttered in her heart: "The left eye jumps for wealth, and the right eye jumps for disaster!"

Jura took a shower in the bathroom, walked out with a bath towel, stood in front of the window, and quietly looked out the window at the night scene.

"Bell-" A hurried bell rang, and Jura pulled up the clothes beside her and put them on haphazardly.

Slowly walked to the door, opened the door, and probed out, Jura suddenly fainted from a puff of smoke.

The whole person fell into the arms of the two men in black beside him, and the man in black carried Jura and ran out.

"The person has been delivered!"

The director waved his hand at the men in black and motioned for them to go out.

Looking at Jura, who was lying unconscious on the big bed, the director was full of blood.

During filming last night, Zhula's appearance in ancient costumes, coupled with her charming appearance with a red belly, made the director who had already scratched the flames.

Smelling the aroma of Jura's freshly bathed body, the director's body tensed.

Resisting the urge in his heart, he slowly approached Jura and slowly peeled off her body.

Jura's delicate appearance, just bathed, her cheeks flushed, and she did not apply any powder, which had a fatal temptation.

The director gently brushed Jura's cheek with his fat palm, and his breathing was a little sluggish.

His heart was beating faster, the director was frustrating his hands on each other, a little overwhelmed, and he smelled the smell of sweat on his body.

Deciding to take a shower first, he approached the bathroom and rinsed happily.

Fu Shanshan sat in front of the computer, looking at the director's dirty appearance, and felt disgusted.

Although she promised to help, she also kept a hand, so as not to make the director talk in the future.

Fu Shanshan installed a pinhole camera in the director's room, and the director was already excited and grateful to Fu Shanshan, but he didn't notice Fu Shanshan's move at all.

Looking at Zhu La lying on the big bed, Fu Shanshan had a strange feeling in her heart.

Although there was a trace of guilt in her heart, thinking of Zhu La's arrogant expression, Fu Shanshan felt that she deserved it.

The little sympathy in my heart has long been swallowed up by desire and jealousy.

Lying on the bed, Jura slowly woke up, she twisted her arms, only to find that her hands were tied and she couldn't move.

She glanced at the room and saw that the design style was the hotel where she lived, and the worry in Jura's heart relaxed a lot.

Hearing the sound of water in the bathroom, Jura's eyebrows tightened, and she thought to herself: Who wants to frame herself?

Just as he was about to move, he heard that the bathroom door had opened, and Zhu Ra closed her eyes tightly, pretending to be unconscious.

Seeing that her phone was next to her pocket, she fumbled to open it and made a call to go out.

After the director took a shower, seeing that Jura was still unconscious, he walked up to Jura and slapped her buttocks: "Those people really don't know how to pity Xiangxiang and cherish jade, they really feel sorry for me, come, brother will untie you?"

The director reached out and released Jura's bound arm, pushed Jura's entire body to the side, and Jura fell on the big bed.

The push just now ripped Jura's clothes messy, and the neckline was pulled to the side, revealing the perfect collarbone.

Seeing this, the director swallowed his saliva violently, he trembled his hands, gently pulled Zhu La's collar clothes well, and muttered to himself: "What a naughty little guy?"

Hearing the director's shy voice, Jura's stomach churned, she never knew that the director was still a tsundere little princess?

This realization made Jura completely refresh her three views, and she silently endured the director's voice.

I wanted to open my eyes a few times, but I was afraid that the director would get angry and do something to myself.

Closing her eyes, Jura breathed softly, her hands unconsciously grasping the sheets beside her.

On the other end of the phone, Leng Chenxuan quietly listened to the sound of Zhu La's mobile phone.

As soon as I got on the phone, I heard a silence on Jura's side, thinking it was her prank.

The director's voice came from the phone, and Leng Chenxuan knew that something was wrong.

He clenched the phone in his hand and used another phone to ask his assistant to find out the specific location of the phone.

Leng Chenxuan held his mobile phone all the way, turned on the sports car, and galloped onto the road.

The assistant inquired about the specific location after a while, and Leng Chenxuan received the location and galloped away.

Walking to the door of the room, Leng Chenxuan knocked on the door vigorously.

When the director heard a knock on the door, he was surprised, who would ruin his good deeds?

Walking to the door, the director opened the door, and Leng Chenxuan punched him in the cheek.

The director's center of gravity was unstable, and he fell to the ground, and his fat body made a loud noise.

Seeing the man in front of him clearly, the director screamed in his mouth that it was not good, and wanted to run out of the room, but was intercepted by the man behind Leng Chenxuan.

Leng Chenxuan approached the room in a panic, only to see Zhu La sitting elegantly on the edge of the bed, holding a dagger in his hand, playing with it in the palm of his hand.

The tense heart instantly relaxed, Leng Chenxuan walked to Zhu La's side, snatched the dagger in her hand, and said in a cold voice: "What's the matter?"

Zhu La ignored Leng Chenxuan's inquiry, she raised her eyes and glanced in the direction of the director, motioning for him to tell the truth.

The director was carried into the room by two men in black, he knelt on the ground, and said in a cold voice: "It's all my fault that I'm obsessed with lust and have a crooked heart towards Zhu, Mr. Leng, don't kill me, I didn't do anything?"

"What else are you going to do?" Leng Chenxuan played with the dagger in his hand and glanced coldly in the direction of the director.

The director trembled with fright, and his fat body trembled violently.

He stretched out his fat hand, slapped his cheek, cried and mourned, and said in a deep voice: "I'm a bastard, I shouldn't be obsessed with Miss Jura, I'm not human......"

Listening to the director's words, the corners of Jura's mouth hooked a look of sorrow.

She thought to herself, even if there was no Leng Chenxuan, she could handle all this by herself.

Jura thought that the director was a ruthless character, but he didn't expect that he was just a paper tiger.

The soft-looking eggs that are not good-looking, Jura saw the director's cowardly expression, and the smile on the corner of her mouth became even stronger.

Leng Chenxuan saw Zhu La's relaxed expression and knew that the director had nothing to do to her.

What made him angry was that the director was so bold that he dared to touch his own woman.

This completely angered him and violated his bottom line, how could Leng Chenxuan bear it.

He elegantly played with the dagger in his hand and said softly to the director: "How do you say to solve it, do you come by yourself or me?"